http://raven-unhollow.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] raven-unhollow.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2016-12-09 09:16 am

Streets of Fandom, Friday morning

Raven prowled through the streets of Fandom, keeping a wary eye out for any villagers foolish enough to be out by themselves (herself excluded, of course) or those who had gone hollow. She was also looking for any of these new visitors to the island she'd both sensed and heard about. Some of them felt...familiar in a way, though she couldn't really explain how -- due either to her empathy being turned down by choice or tiny fragments of her memory drifting away. If they were friend, she'd direct them to the village and safety. If they were not, well, she'd deal with that, too.

She didn't want to get her hopes up that it was help. Hope had long since evaporated, the last traces of it gone after she'd lost Karla. Now it was just protection and survival.

[Open to any villagers, transplantees, hollows, monsters, whomever!]

[identity profile] deathof-you.livejournal.com 2016-12-09 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"People used to call me that," Death said, sounding surprised. She knew and forgot her human name and learned it again all the time. "People used to call me a lot of things. People used to call you Rachel."

It had taken island magic on top of the corruption for Death to become this hollow and this close to monstrous. But once the coruption's claws were in, there was nothing she could do to stop it.

[identity profile] deathof-you.livejournal.com 2016-12-09 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Death, for her part, seemed disinclined to start a fight, though of course that might change at any moment.

"Lady Death," she repeated grandly. "I like that. I like it almost as much as I like eldest sister. Is my sister here?"

[identity profile] deathof-you.livejournal.com 2016-12-09 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh," Death said, thinking that over. (Thinking was hard; it took her a while.) "I miss them. But I suppose it's good they aren't sick."

She looked past Raven as she spoke, wondering if she might find weaker prey.

[identity profile] deathof-you.livejournal.com 2016-12-09 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"But there's no one to play with there right now," Death said, reasonable. "I get lonely. I make things but then they all fall apart."

Usually because she killed them, true.

"Why don't you come to the graveyard with me and we can both wait?"

[identity profile] deathof-you.livejournal.com 2016-12-09 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Death smiled sadly at her. "I'll come find you if you don't."